It all began, once upon a time, in a far off land where the grass was green, the forests dark, and the mountains tall. There was once a herd of Kangaskhan, proud and strong as they strutted across the plains to nowhere in particular. And amongst this herd was a particular Kangaskhan mother; the first to give birth that season. She kept a close watch over her baby at all times, and made sure to never let her get out of site.
One day, the mother decided to step away from the herd to look for food. She kept her baby snuggled inside her pouch at all times as she strode away, unaware of the dangers that lurked in the shadows of the forests she tread. When the mother finally realized her mistake, it had been too late; she was surrounded.
They were all men and Pokemon of varying shapes and sizes, led by a darkened individual. His features, obscured by the darkness of the forest, save his face. His hair was a glacial blue, his grin sick and twisted, and his eyes devoid of any light. In a matter of seconds he gave the order to attack.
The mother Kangaskhan tried her best to fight back, but it was to no avail. With her dying energy, she threw her child outside the ring of combat and begged her to run. The baby wanted so hard to go to her mother's side, but her instinct for survival proved too strong, and she ran. The sounds of pursuers were never too far, but by some stroke of luck, she had managed to escape.
Many hours later, the child Kangaskhan returned to the scene only to find her mother's corpse skinned, and her bits of flesh left to rot. With a jolt of energy, the young baby raised her head to the sky and gave a mournful cry said to have pierced the heart of the heavens. A downpour of rain beat upon the duo like rocks in a rockslide, and all the Kangaskhan could was huddle under the flesh that was her mother. For many nights, the baby just laid there cold and hungry, as her mother's corpse slowly began to wither away to nothing but a pile of bones.
Then, one night, under the light of the full moon, the Kangaskhan child took up a new resolve. She would find the men and Pokemon who murdered her mother, and exact her revenge with her own hands. Just then, the child spied the skull of her mother's corpse fall from the pile, and land before her feet. To the child, it was as if her mother had left her a sign. Yes. Without a second thought, the young Kangaskhan took her mother's skull and rested it upon her head. It would be her protection from all whom would dare attack her. She then took up her mother's ulna as her weapon. It would be the extension of her mother's rage when she swung down to crush the skulls of her enemies.
And before morning's light, the child had left the scene, and set off on her journey. Thus, was the first Cubone.